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having a peculiar boyfriend isn't always easy. most people would think that it only entices, maybe, listening to him talk about his niche interests and the new hobby he developed two days ago.
well, not josh.
josh has to, unfortunately, listen to a grown ass man purring and meowing at him while he's busy doing dishes, cooking, cleaning or working from home, small claws scratching at his office's door while he tries to listen to what his coworker is saying.
it isn't weird for hybrids to, well, exist—which is weird is for them to have relationships with normal human beings. josh still thinks about his family's reaction when he first brought tyler along to a family dinner.
is sure to say they were quite surprised to see the two little cat ears in his head twitch at every sound, and his tail wasn't less of a show. even then, he seemed fairly pleased by the attention, giggling as josh's sisters brushed the fluff of his tail.
"they were nice," tyler said as they walked to the car. "i mean, at least they didn't think i'm some freak of nature."
josh sighed. "thank god they liked you and you liked them," he replied. "i think i would've died on the spot if anything went wrong, y'know?"
tyler giggled. "you're so dramatic."
they have their quirks —which is expected from a couple so different from each other— but they make it work. plus, josh loves him and he wouldn't change having tyler purring on his chest as they lay on the couch for anything in the world.
but, if there's one thing about tyler that makes him stand out, is that he's territorial. way too much sometimes.
it doesn't go to the extent in which he's jealous of every person that gets close or talks to josh, but it definitely shows in his appearance whenever he doesn't like something or, especially, someone.
airplane or flopped ears, puffy tail twitching as he moves, claws digging into his arms as he watches josh talk to someone he's sure has other intentions, thin pupils studying the person in question.
josh never says anything because he knows tyler's incapable of hurting anyone —unless they try to hurt or force josh—, but he totally notices the sudden change in his boyfriend's looks.
this whole thing only gets worse when tyler is—how to put this? in heat.
now, josh only heard of those once in college because a friend of a friend went through them and they had to take a few days off from class to, well, navigate it in the best capacity possible.
but when he and tyler started dating, and tyler brought the whole thing up, he could only think of one thing: oh my god, could i handle it?
tyler assured him that they weren't that bad, he would only be slightly feverish, clingy, more territorial than normal and, of course, needy. josh almost passed out at the image of tyler in such state that he had to take a shower after that talk.
they maintain a sort of schedule of when to expect tyler's heats so both —but primarily josh— can be ready for that week, but ever since tyler lost his job a few months ago he's been kinda irregular.
he doesn't have much problems getting a job, but in between the fact that he deals with a lot of mental health problems already and the fact that it's not rare for some companies to not want to hire hybrids, he hasn't been having the best of times.
this lead to his last heat never arriving, so now they don't know when to expect the next.
that's why, when josh gets to their shared apartment only to be greeted by a dark and quiet place, the alarms on his brain immediately turn on, guard up in case anything is wrong with tyler.
"i'm home!" his voice echoes on the living. he looks for the switch and turns the ceiling light on. he looks at the naked couch, the *** he usually leaves there nowhere to be seen. the *** are also missing. "tyler, baby"
josh hears movement on tyler's bedroom, where they usually sleep, and puts his shoulder bag down before making his way to the door. josh knocks softly on the wood, trying to not make much noise in case tyler is sleeping.
he breathes deeply before cracking the door open, peeking inside. is also dark as hell inside the room, the only light being that of the attached bathroom, so josh only catches sight of the mess on the floor, tyler's phone on the nightstand, and—
is that a nest?
he opens the door all the way, walking into the space and going to sit down on the edge of the mattress, trying to not mess up tyler's nest—because yes, it is a nest. he looks at the not very careful arrange of pillows, bedsheets, stuffed animals and some of his clothes.
tyler lies on the center of it, covered by two blankets, with his brown hair sticking up in every direction. josh smiles softly at the scenario before him and tries to get up and out —he doesn't want to perturb tyler's dreams.
but, when he's on his feet and about to make his way out of the room, a hand circles his wrist along with pointy things digging into his skin. josh let's out a hiss before retracting his hand to his chest after tyler lets go of it.
he smiles despite the pain. "hey baby. didn't know you were asleep."
tyler blinks up at him, ears twitching on top of his head, before he sits up and tries to crawl to josh. "joshua?"
"i'm here ty," he replies, sitting down on the bed again only to be immediately push down. tyler climbs on top of him and rubs his cheek to josh's shoulder and—
oh.
oh.
josh places his hands on tyler's hips, trying to push him off. "tyler, baby—" the boy meows, short and low, but still there. "tyler, i should take a shower first."
"josh—," tyler whines. "stay. don't go."
tyler sits up now, staring down at josh, before licking his lip and ducking his head to press them against josh's, who sighs into the kiss. he immediately let's himself relax—yeah maybe tyler unexpectedly went into heat but he signed up for this when he started dating him.
he might as well go with it.
josh chuckles against tyler's mouth when he feels him knead his chest. "making cookies?," he asks in a teasing tone. tyler lets out something between a whine and a huff.
josh rolls them so tyler is on his back. he meows, annoyed, and shows josh his little fangs. "joshu—ah." josh bites down on his neck, right below his ear, successfully shutting his boyfriend up.
"so mean," he whispers into tyler's ear before licking at his neck. tyler squirms underneath him. "bad kitty."
tyler whines, claws digging into josh's biceps when he grabs at them. "josh—ah—please. 'm sorry," he says.
josh noses at his jaw before leaving small bite marks all over it and down tyler's collarbone. he pushes the t-shirt tyler's wearing up until it's past his chest and attaches his lip to his nipple, which grants him an immediate moan from the boy.
tyler sobs. "joshie—"
josh licks at the hardening bud, pressing the tip of his tongue against it and ripping more pitch-high sounds from tyler. "baby," he says. tyler hums and threads a hand through his curls. "tyler, whaddya you want?," he asks against his chest.
tyler whines as josh keeps doing his way down his body, grabbing his thighs and spreading his legs before hooking them on his shoulders. "hm—want," he sucks on a breath as josh licks a stripe on the inside of his thigh. ", ngh—want you."
josh cocks an eyebrow as he looks up at tyler from in between his legs. "be more specific," he says before placing a kiss on his navel.
tyler looks away, at the mess of sheets and blankets and whole other stuff. he feels his ears flatten against his hair and his tail twitch between his and josh's bodies, the end slightly brushing josh's own leg.
josh waits for his words; he knows exactly what tyler wants, but he's unpredictable and he'll ask for a different position everytime, so he just waits and keeps showering his thighs and tummy and chest in soft kisses.
tyler sighs as he feels josh's lips press down just above his belly button, ignoring completely tyler's leaking cock resting merely inches downwards. he takes his eyes to josh once again and tugs at his hair.
tyler licks his lips. "inside. and deep. please?," he pleads with the cutest pout josh has ever seen him sport.
josh smiles and kisses his stomach again. "there you go. good boy," he says. tyler bites on his bottom lip to stop a smile from creeping up his face at the praise. "can i?"
he doesn't need to ask; more than a hundred times has tyler told him to just go at it—but he insists on asking everytime. it only succeeds in getting tyler more wet, which seems unsurprisingly easy at the time.
tyler throws his head back, a moan slipping from his lips, the moment josh licks a stripe from the base of his shaft to the tip, licking at the pre-cum leaking from the pink head. he feels his eyes roll to the back of his head as soon as josh takes him into his mouth.
"fuck—" tyler breathes out, eyes shutting close and hand threading itself through brown-soft curls. he tugs if only slightly, not to hurt him, but to keep him focused, and it grants a low moan from josh around him. "oh god."
josh spreads his legs further and brings one hand up and to cup tyler's soft chest. tyler can't help but whine pathetically as josh kneads at him, mouth still wrapped around his length and head bobbing from the tip to the base, where he noses at tyler's hairs.
tyler watches the way josh hollows his cheeks, a sob slipping from in between his tucked lip. his ears twitch in his head as he begins to get that well known warm feeling on his lower belly.
his hips buck into the heat of josh's mouth, tail trying to break free from his own weight—which is almost impossible when josh will just push him back down against the mattress, nails digging into tyler's tan skin.
josh relishes on the taste and heaviness of tyler inside of his mouth, his leaking tip touching the back of his throat as he sinks all the way to the base and stays there, eyes looking up and locking into tyler's closed ones.
josh pulls off, gaining a whine from tyler. "sorry baby, but why aren't you looking at me?," he questions after a soft chuckle upon seeing tyler's pained expression.
tyler huffs and peels his eyes open. "josh—, c'mon don't be mean," he complains, tone hurt and voice trembling. he gasps sharply as josh closes his hand around his cock. "fuck."
josh licks his lips as he watches more pre-cum leak from tyler's dick "i'm not mean," he replies, wrist flicking and thumb pressing into the pink head. "is just—you're not being a good kitty right now."
josh pumps his hand, tyler throwing his head back with a sharp cry when he feels josh's tongue dip into his slit. he's been ignoring the feeling of slick dripping out of him in ridiculous amounts because he knows that's not stopping anytime soon.
tyler somehow manages to drive his gaze back to where josh is positioned between his legs; lips once again stretched around the head of tyler's cock, one hand gripping his thighs possessively while the other one keeps kneading at his chest, fingers grazing his hard nipple.
tyler can't warn him, it just unfolds—it's like tide waves crashing into the shore. his back arches, mouth opened in a silent moan as he finishes down josh's throat and the hairs of his ears and tail stand.
josh bobs his head a few more times before he pulls off again, tyler's dick slipping out of his mouth with a wet pop. he feels a string of his spit mixed with tyler's release slide down his chin. he cleans it with his thumb and sucks on the digit afterwards.
tyler whines, impatient. josh smiles with a soft, fond huff. "still so needy," he comments. tyler meows at him, hands —paws— reaching to pull josh against his body.
"oof—!" josh lands on top of tyler's chest and feels him roll his hips, his once again half-hard cock dragging against josh's stomach. "ty, baby."
tyler keens, little claws digging into josh's back as he sobs out a choked whine. "josh, josh, joshua—please."
josh gets out of his embrace and holds himself up on his elbows, coming face to face with the sight of tyler's brows pinched together as he keeps meowing, clearly hurt by his mate ignoring him when he most needs him.
josh ducks his head to kiss at tyler's collarbone, the latter craning his neck to give josh further access—he needs his approval. he wants to, and craves, for josh to find him enticing. despite dating for over a year he needs to confirm josh wants him like that.
he needs to be the perfect candidate. he needs for josh to want him and only him, not matter how many pretty girls or boys throw themselves at him—tyler likes indulging in the fact that josh still chooses him over and over whenever he presents himself to him.
tyler moans as he suddenly feels two fingers prod at his entrance, the digits going in without much resistance; the slick makes everything easier. he chases the feeling, tiny sobs and choked moans escaping him as he tries to feel josh's finger press deeper inside him.
god does he loves feeling josh deep inside him; he will never get enough of the sensation of his legs spread as josh buries himself inside tyler's warmth, or sinking down onto josh's cock only to feel him all the way into his tummy.
is he freak? maybe he is.
tyler's thoughts get interrupted as he finally notices josh's cock press against his hole. he has no idea when josh got rid of his clothes nor does he care if he's being frank—all tyler knows is he needs to feel josh deep inside him.
tyler wants josh to press down on his stomach as he fucks into him. he wants josh to bring him to the brink or to actual tears, hiccups leaving his lips as he feels the drag of josh fucking in and out of him. he wants all of it until there's nothing left to take.
he wants to leave permanent marks into josh's body; mark him with angry red lines all over his back; with teeth leaving a print on the side of his neck and the conjunction of his shoulder; he wants to bruise every inch of his body until there's no doubt he's already taken.
tyler doesn't like to share. he takes and takes and takes until he's satisfied, but he can't seem to get enough of josh. tasting him, feeling him, hearing him—nothing is or will ever be enough.
maybe he's overly obsessed. maybe it turned to something he should get checked out—if only josh seemed bothered by it. josh can't get enough of the rush of adrenaline whenever someone spots a mark tyler left on him.
he smiles all big and brightly, muttering a «yeah, i know» as a reply. he bears every single scratch and fangs-bite with pride.
it makes tyler sick.
but he can't find in himself to hate josh or his own twisted wishes as josh pushes into him, the hand gripping his thigh digging into the meat there as he spreads tyler further with a moan at the sight of his cock disappearing inside tyler's hole.
tyler sobs, hand scrambling to hold on to anything and only finding josh's bicep and the sheets beneath himself. his claws leave a path behind as josh begins to snap his hips, hitting that sweet spot inside tyler every single time.
"josh—!" tyler can't contain his cries. biting down on his lip would be worse, he'd only tear the thin layer of skin and coat his mouth with blood. "ah—th-there," he sobs out.
josh sighs and lets his head hang as he fucks into tyler with force. "fuck—good boy, ty. such—hm—a good kitty for me," he whines out.
josh's chest heaves as he straightens and drags his eyes over tyler's body, gaze fixing on the subtle and barely perceptible but still noticeable bulge on tyler's belly; he moans at the mere sight of it, hand instinctively going to press down on the area.
tyler yelps and moans, both hands flying to josh's shoulder. "please!," he begs, thighs shaking as he bows his legs. he sobs as josh presses down again on his stomach. "fuck—"
josh lowers himself until his lips ghost over tyler's. "good boy," he whispers. tyler whimpers at the praise, ears twitching in his hair. "shit—such a behaved kitty, aren't you ty?"
tyler sobs but still nods nonetheless. "ye—ah—yesyesyes, i am—" he gets cut off by a loud moan as josh picks up the pace, pounding into tyler's prostate with each thrust.
he doesn't identify it; between the haze of the heat, the feeling of josh splitting him in half and his mouth pressing kisses right below his ear, over his messy brown hair, tyler cries out and finishes all over his tummy and chest.
he whines as josh keeps going, chasing his own climax. he can't find it in himself to tell him to slow down—because he doesn't want him to. if it where up to him, he'd have josh rip orgasm after orgasm out of his system.
he comes back to the present as he hears josh moan out his name, hips barely moving anymore until he finally comes to a stop and fills tyler up before letting out a sigh and collapsing in his chest, pressing kisses wherever he can reach as his left hand abandons tyler's hip and caresses his side.
tyler takes a deep breath, hands threading through josh's curls scratching his scalp. my mate. mine.
after a moment, tyler finally meows softly to try and get josh's attention—his brain as been reduced to scrambled eggs. he can only muster another meow before josh finally reacts, getting up and pulling out which gains a whine from tyler.
as josh goes to look for a piece of paper or cloth to clean them both up, tyler turns on his stomach and nuzzles into the pillow, the sheets—everything has his and josh's mixed smells now.
he turns to his side, meowing again. "yes, yes. 'm coming baby don't panic," josh replies from the bathroom. tyler smiles as he sees him appear on the doorway.
josh finally lays down besides him, draping one arm over tyler's waist and sliding the other one under the pillow. tyler meows happily as he presses himself against josh's warm body, purring as he noses at his jaw and neck.
josh sighs contentedly and buries his nose into tyler's brown hair, looking very entertained at the sight of tyler's ears twitching in his head.
they remain like that for a couple minutes, tyler meowing occasionally to get josh's attention, until he finally regains his ability to speak. "fucking finally," he mutters.
josh can't stop the laugh bubbling inside his chest, eyes closing as he lets it free. he feels tyler dig one claw into his back. "ouch?," he says, still with a smile plastered on his face. "and here i was helping you by—"
"oh shut it," tyler replies, a grin appearing on his face. he slides up until he's staring into josh's mocha eyes. "hey."
josh sighs and pecks his lips. "hi baby." tyler giggles. "you're so squirmy for god's sake."
tyler rolls his eyes. "whatever, i love you."
josh smiles and pushes tyler closer to him. "i love you too."